This is a song about "Baby the maltese"

Its like baby of the rap game

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

You won't survive the night a million dollars baby i bet cha

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

Baby, oh baby, you're finer than all the ladies

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy